Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): *Nods.* That could be. I'd have a hard time thinking of a less hospitable environment for wolves.

Grace Brenner: "If you think you have to force jello shots on me, you don't know me very well, young man."

Juliana Sarolta: Daniel: "Perhaps your next assignment may be looking for alligators in the sewers?" she offers.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: Suuuuure he is Grace. ~A laugh, shaking her head~ You....are a closet case. ~She eyes Daniel again, smirking~ And you fell right into it, didn't you. Sorry about your luck there sweetheart. ~A grin over at Andy, and a nod~ I'm liking this plan. We need to drag Mordecai and Juliana too, they both could use some massive doses of drunken gigglies.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He cocks a brow to grace. "Young man, eh? How old are you grace? Just out of morbid curiosity.."

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): Grace>>Perhaps that's why he gave that duty to Maya, and he simply gets to hold you down.

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): *Chuckles.* I don't get giggly.

Juliana Sarolta: Maya: "Giggle?" Her violet eyes widen. "Me? You are a dangerous woman, Maya."

Daniel Stockton (Playtesting): "Oh well. I get paid for a walk in the park," Daniel says, easing up. He turns looks at Juliana, and grins. "I know that one's a myth, but hey, if they want to pay for interviewing some sanitation engineer about some human interest story, then so be it."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods. "Oh yeah. They have to come. Because like.. if Mordie isn't there.. I'm stuck being the only dude.. again. And the overwhelming temptation might rule your poor feeble female brains into thinking I'm a ladies man. And Juliana.. well she's hot."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He looks between juliana and mordie. "You haven't let maya mix drinks for you, then.."

Grace Brenner: "Dodn't your mother teach you that it's bad form to ask a woman's age?"

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: Time to loosen you up, girl. ~She steps over to Grace and draps an arm around her shoulders, puffy starters jacket and all and chuckles, then looks to Mordecai with a grin~ Bet I could get you giggling once you're drunk. How's your tolerance level old boy? Think you can keep up with a master?

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): Daniel>>In that case, go back to your office telling them you've gotten some good leads. Then, whenever you need an hour or two off, pencil it in as an appointment, or an interview, or whatever else you'd call it.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He gives a subtle frown grace's way. "That's below the belt, hag."

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: I'll have you both know, I got Morgane of all people to giggle. And snort. ~A prideful grin at that~

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): *Grins... which does ~not~ do good things for his face.* Maya>>I spent 12 years in college, child.

Juliana Sarolta: Andy: "Thank you," she replies with apparent sincerity.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: That's not a bad idea. ~Smiling over to Mordecai, then looks to Daniel~ And there's always people around the park, so it's not like you'd be necessarily lying. Just tell them you waited, but the person never showed so you got nothing.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: "I can't drink worth a shit. But I try. I might not even puke on the carpet. I'm getting better."

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She looks back to Mordecai with a challenging twinkle to her eyes~ What do you want to put on it?

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): Daniel>>You may get a full day off, bit by bit, before they let you know they sent you off after the journalistic equivalent of a left-handed wrench.

Grace Brenner: "Maybe you should set aside a puke-bucket for Andy. Save the carpet."

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): Maya>>I can show you the diplomas, if you wish.

Daniel Stockton (Playtesting): "There's one problem with that, sir. Eventually, my editor would require a story about wolves. He's... ahh, got a sense of humour about him. Yeah," Daniel says. "Anyway, yeah. I should probably go. Might as well spend the time allotted to me too... um... do nothing. You know?" He just shakes his head.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She leans into Grace a little, with a smirk~ I do. He's done really good so far and not needed it. ~Then she leans in to whisper in Grace's ear~

Grace Brenner: "You have a diploma on drinking?"

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: ((Open? I'm feeling ice queen-y at the moment.))

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He waves a hand to grace "Bahh.. I'm not THAT bad. Usually.. I just puke on people that piss me off. But like.. with you guys.. I'll probably just hit up the nearest sink or whatever. Either that.. or learn that i'm a lightweight.. and ease up. I'd guess for the first though."

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She laughs, looking back to Mordecai~ Alright... so if I drink you under the table I see your diplomas. If you drink me under the table... I'll show you baby pictures of my brother. ((YAY! Jump on in!))

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: d10: ninja hearing: 8,9,7,7,3,

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): Grace>>Nope. Not even an English degree, which is almost the same. ((Cool by me.))

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He shakes his head to mordie. "Don't buy it, guy.. she'd do that anyway."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (open!)

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): *Chuckles.* Maya>>Does that mean I'll have to let you win?

Grace Brenner: She doesn't really respond to Maya's whisper, aside from shrugging her shoulders uncomfortably. She looks over to the new guy, perhaps just to find a distraction.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He pretends he isn't listening. Shifting his weight on his board. Looking down to his sneakers.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: Shhhhhhhh... dammit Andy. ~Laughs, then shrugs~ Alright then, professor, what's the stakes? I could.... show you my mixology degree?

Grace Brenner: ( open, yar! )

Juliana Sarolta: ((Good with me too *S*))

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): I have no idea at the moment. Perhaps I'll be able to come up with something.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He cocks a brow. "You show me your degree.. I'll show you mine? Damn you guys are boring.."

Juliana Sarolta: She listens to the banter with a faint smile on her face.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: Oh no. Nonono. ~Laughing~ We set the stakes here and now. Later you'll be too drunk to make a coherent decision, and that'll just turn all kinds of messy.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He waggles his brow to juliana. "Hey.. baby.. wanna see my.. ~credentials~" He winks, pretending to be smooth.

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): Andy>>It's somewhat more entertaining after a night of drinking.

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: The woman makes her way into the Park, adjusting the canvas backpack with a roll of her shoulders. She walks along the paths with that straight-backed posture, morn of pure discipline...ice-blue eyes scanning the vicinity as she does.

Somewhere in her mid-twenties, Annika stands at 5’7” before any heels or lifts come into play. She cuts an attractive frame if you’re in to the Aryan look – and how. Her hair is fine and straight, a pale blonde with several shades vying for attention. The highlights, entirely natural, are nearly white. Full lips, high cheekbones, strong bones, arched eyebrows laying serious and light over blue eyes that gleam with intelligence and clarity. Her skin is fair, all of its summer tan quick to fade under the slightest hint of approaching winter. Her hands are slim, nails a maintained oval. She walks like a woman that knows how to take care of herself, and her bright blue eyes, pale with the promise of a fresh autumn dawn, are almost always attentive. She’s dressed well but not richly in practical clothes fitted to her form.

Grace Brenner: A faint smile at Andy's pick-up line. "See, he IS a ladies' man."

Daniel Stockton (Playtesting): "Maybe I should get outta here," Daniel says, turning around. He gets a few steps away and mumbles something along the line of, "dig yourself in deeper, Daniel. Keep diggin'."

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): But until I've seen you drink, I won't know what odds to give you.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~A smirk over at Andy, then a look to Juliana~ And I'm not dangerous. But I will get you to giggle.

Juliana Sarolta: Andy: She tilts her head. "Yes. Go right ahead and show them." She looks at his pants pointedly. "Well?"

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: d10: Per+Alertness: 4,10,8,2,4,

Juliana Sarolta: Maya: "I would say that is impossible, but I have no idea yet of your capabilities."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He smirks to grace. "I'm a ninja. It's like.. a prerequisite. I'd show you my ninja degree.. but like.. it's against the uber secret code. Or something."

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: You've seen me drink. ~Grinning back to Mordecai, one eye going to Daniel as he starts mumbling to himself~

Grace Brenner: d10: spot ice queen: 2,7,5,6,9,4,6,

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): Not competition-level...

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He blinks, a surprised look flashed to juliana.. and the hint of a blush. "Dude! You weren't supposted to like.. go for it." As an after thought he adds, let me get a few drinks in me. Then ask me again."

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She looks over at the small, collected group, a pale brow quirking. She gives a calm nod to Maya as she approaches them, her steps calm and unhurried.

Grace Brenner: Spotting Annika some distance off, she mutters under her breath. "No wonder it felt colder in here..."

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~A wiggle of her eyebrows~ Doesn't matter. Choose your stakes, my dear Mordecai. ~A wink over to Juliana~ I got Dara shooting spitballs in Redbones. Does that help any indication?

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): *Shrugs.* Daniel>>Worry not.

Juliana Sarolta: Andy: Her violet eyes open as wide and guileless as a child's. "Is it polite to tease and not deliver the goods?"

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~And cracks up laughing at Juliana and Andy, before turning to Annika with a smile~ Evening Annika.

Juliana Sarolta: Maya: "Dara. She doesn't seem the spitball type," she agrees.

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): Of course it matters. You wouldn't bet on a racehorse after only seeing it walk, would you?

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He looks to juliana. "There are like.. laws against flashing my junk in public." He looks around, almost frantically "But like.. there's gotta be a bigass tree.. or bush around here SOMEwhere.."

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: If she heard Grace, she says nothing about it, though the woman does get a brief nod. "Miss Brenner." She turns her attention to Maya, giving a nod there as well. "Miss Grimhild. And others. Good evening."

Grace Brenner: "Please don't." Protesting at Andy, though her tone is mildly amused. "It was bad enough having Arn show his credentials at Redbones."

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): *Nods to Annika. * Good eve.

Grace Brenner: Annika: "Oh, I exist tonight? That's good to know."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He chuckles at grace. "Ehh.. I don't know if I could top that, in all honstely. Not to sell myself.. er.. short.. but I'm not exactly a big guy, ya know?"

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2) -> Annika Brandt [PB 5]: *His face. The left side of his face, in particular. It just draws the eye, and not in a good way, either. After a good long look at... that... an observer may notice that otherwise he'd have been fairly good-looking; more or less tall, decent build, neat and clean clothing. Some may even recognize the dark hair hanging on either side of his face in the ~peyot~, the traditional hairstyle of the Jewish warrior--those who actually know there was such a thing. And Garou--Get of Fenris in particular--may well recognize him as the Kinfolk who killed a man with his bare hands and another with a sword, somewhere north of Minneapolis. But his ~face~... The entire left side of it, from the tip of his nose to the middle of his ear, from his chin to his hairline, is marked by some kind of acid. Baby-pink skin clashes with ridged scar tissue until it looks like the plateued and mountainous landscape of some distant planet, or the browned and wrinkled skin of a rotten apple, or... it's just ~bad~. A black silk eyepatch covers his left eye, leading one to wonder--if he'll leave the scarred and ruined contours of his face bare to the world and yet go through the effort and discomfort to cover his eye, what does ~that~ look like?*

Juliana Sarolta: Andy: "Does it have to be that big of a tree or bush?" she questions mildly.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He gives a mock salute to annika. "Sup."

Juliana Sarolta: She turns and regards Annika, the new arrival. A light smile.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He gives a teasing glare to juliana. "Oooooooo... burn..."

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: "Good to see you too, Miss Brenner." She fixes the woman with a look, and then looks over to Mordecai. She watches him a moment, then nods to him, Andy, and Juliana. "Pardon me. I do not wish to intrude."

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She starts to say something to Mordecai, then gasps and looks over to Grace~ He DIDN'T!.... Oh I'm definitely going to give him shit for that one. ~Laughing, she shakes her head, looking back to Mordecai~ I could say the same for you old boy. But I'm willing to bet on it. ~The grin turning Annika's way~ What brings you out here tonight dear?

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He shrugs to annika. As though she were speaking to him. "It's all good, babe."

Juliana Sarolta: Annika: "Quite all right. I am Juliana," she says pleasantly in her low-keyed voice.

Grace Brenner: With an effort, she bites off a response to Annika that might not have been entirely civil, and merely shrugs. Her gaze wandering again, looking off towards the darker areas of the park.

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): Maya>>I'll think upon it. *And extends a hand to Annika.* Mordecai Goldshtein.

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: The 'babe' draws a look from her. She regards Andy for a moment, then nods and looks back to Maya. She's on her best behavior tonight, it seems. "Taking a break from my studies, actually. I've found that, much to my disappointment, one can read dry text for only so long before the mind stops absorbing useful information. And I have a new roommate since my sister returned home. We do not get along well...so I thought it best that I venture out."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He frowns over to grace, leaning in her direction to whisper in the girl's ear.

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: d10: Per+Alert (Whisper): 9,6,3,7,6,

Andy Gallo [PB 2] -> Annika Brandt [PB 5]: "You look.. upset.. or something. You wanna like.. head to mayas? Get a head start on that whole drinking thing? You look like you could use it.."

Grace Brenner: She listens to Andy's whisper, thinks about it for a moment, then nods. "Yeah, I... I think that's a good idea."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He cracks a smile to grace before mumbling something to maya.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: Chicken. ~She tilts her head at Mordecai in a nod and a smirk, then looks to Annika~ Your sister... oh! Twin sister, right? My brother said something about her.

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She shrugs a little in Andy and Grace's direction, and looks back to Maya. Whatever they said doesn't seem to concern her.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She smirks over to Andy and slips her other hand out of her pocket, handing him her keys~

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: "Yes." She nods. "Tatiana. She's headed back to our home."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He takes the key and starts wandering off. Motioning for grace to follow.

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She looks over to Mordecai, nodding to him, though she does not take the hand. "Annika Brandt."

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She gives Grace a little squeeze, then lets her go, nodding over to Annika~ He said he gets along much better with her than he does with you.

Grace Brenner: "Later, guys." A bit abrupt, perhaps, though there's an apologetic look to Mordecai and Maya before she turns to head off with Andy.

Juliana Sarolta: She listens closely to the others.

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): *Looks at Annika a moment, hand still extended. Then down at his hand, then back up to Annika. Down at his hand again, up to Annika again, then shrugs and turns to address Grace.* Calling it a night, Grace?

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: "Good night, Miss Brenner." She doesn't look in her direction, though, as she stalks off, focusing her attention on Maya. "Yes, well...I believe I have apprised you of the reasons why your brother and I take issue with each other, Miss Grimhild."

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): ((*G* Guess so.)) *Shrugs, listening to the conversation.*

Daniel Stockton (Playtesting): Daniel backtracks the way he came after walking for awhile. He looks a little disappointed.

Juliana Sarolta: She looks to Daniel.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: Just about everyone has, Annika. ~Snickering some to that~ Some of them almost forcefully.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~Her head tilts in Daniel's direction, raising an eyebrow~

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She shrugs. "I care not about why others dislike him. I merely have my own reasons, which may or may not coincide with theirs. I do, of course, respect his station." Cool blue eyes flick to Daniel, then back to Maya.

Juliana Sarolta: Murmurs to Maya, "He doesn't seem to have found what he is looking for." An amused smile.

Daniel Stockton (Playtesting): Daniel looks from Juliana to Maya, both of whom had noticed him previously, and offers a rather congested looking grin, and a small wave.

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): Good luck with your story, Daniel. And feel free to return, of course.

Juliana Sarolta: She puts on a delightfully vapid expression and waves back.

Daniel Stockton (Playtesting): "Sure thing," Daniel responds to Mordechai. "Thanks." Yet, he doesn't appear to be going anywhere.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She smiles over to Daniel, then looks to Annika and nods~ It might shock you to know that it's not overly different from other's opinions. Don't fall over on us now. You might dirty your clothes. ~A playful grin and a wink to that, then she catches Juliana's expression and busts up laughing~

Juliana Sarolta: "Now, now, Maya," she murmurs demurely. "You'll spook him."

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: "Yes, that would truly be a tragedy." Said with a complete deadpan. She looks at Daniel, regarding him evenly, and gives him an even nod. "Good evening."

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): *Shrugs. If the fellow's gonna hang around...* What are these sightings, anyway? Did he give you any earlier releases on that? Dangerous as the creatures are, the park commission may give trouble over that kind of thing if y ou can't back up all the steps--cross your t's and dot your i's, so to speak.))

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~A tilt of her head at Daniel, and a chuckle~ Are you lost? Do you need some help?

Daniel Stockton (Playtesting): "Good evening," he throws back to Annika, noting the bearing, the way she carries herself. His expression denotes confusion.

Daniel Stockton (Playtesting): "I don't know," Daniel says, with a little smirk. "We just got in a fax from some guy named Paul.I. Right that there were wolves spotted in Central Park. Then again, I thought for a second a few minute ago, the first initial P. The second initial I. And the last night. P.I.Right. Pyrite.(sp?) Fool's gold."

Daniel Stockton (Playtesting): "Lost?" He says to Maya. "No. I go out that way. I should be good."

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): A fax? Not many people even use those anymore, but I doubt you'll be able trace the fellow. *Shrugs.* Not that it matters.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She just watches, listening to the conversation at hand~

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She tilts her head a little, noting Daniel's confused expression. Her eyes then narrow when Daniel brings up wolves in the park. "Certainly, sir, there are no such things within a public park." She glances around the park with a very subtle sense of meaning to her, then back to him. She's now regarding him a bit more warily.

Daniel Stockton (Playtesting): "Actually, all kinds of people use fax machines. It's one of the key ways my Dad brings in clients. That and most professional types generally have a fax machine, usually built right into their computer," Daniel says. "I've had a fax machine since I was nine. A Lexmark - top of the line at it's age."

Juliana Sarolta: She looks to Maya. "I had a deprived childhood. No fax."

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): *Chuckles.* Welcome to the world of old farts--Barely anybody had them when i was young.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She tries not to laugh... really she does... eyes going to Juliana~ You too? And I threw such a fit... wrote to Santa every year to get me one. But all he got me were silly barbies.

Juliana Sarolta: "I'm a semi-new fart," she amends thoughtfully

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): *Shrugs.* Juliana>>Newer than myself, at least.

Juliana Sarolta: Maya: "I wanted a toaster when I was seven," she sighs. "But every Christmas, I was disappointed with a My Little Pony or something equally practical."

Daniel Stockton (Playtesting): Daniel kind of shrugs. "Some people had 8-bit nintendo, I had... okay, I had 8-bit nintendo and a fax machine. Call me privileged." He chuckles a little.

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): I asked for firearms every year and never got one, if that makes you feel any better.

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She narrows her eyes a little bit and falls silent, listening to the conversation.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: I had my own seat right on the bar dad used to go to every night.... ~She smirks, shrugging~ And I got to get chased with mom's wooden spoon for trying to get the dogs to eat my dolls.

Juliana Sarolta: Mordecai: "You didn't receive the usual .22 when you were ten or twelve?" she inquires. "Oh dear. You *were* deprived."

Juliana Sarolta: Maya: She smiles. "Beautiful memories." Sincere.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~Her eyes start twinkling~ One year.... I think I was twelve or thirteen... I got one of those rifle style bb guns. But then dad took it away and broke it when I chased Arn around shooting him with it.

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): *shrugs.* My parents thought it was the long thing to learn.

Daniel Stockton (Playtesting): "I used to melt my cousins Barbies and He-Man together with my Dad's lighter to form some weird kind of super-mutant hermaphrodite. Part sword wielding alien; part SUV driving, gas guzzling supermom; all child eater," Daniel responds. "I got in so much trouble for that."

Juliana Sarolta: "Brothers make good targets."

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: See? Now we just need to convince Dara of that so she'll do me a favor.

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): ((*G* Damn, I wish I'd thought of that. Best I ever did was yanking Barbie's head off and trying to put wings on it.... Ugh. And the wrong thing, not the long thing....))

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ((Attack of the clooooooones!))

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She readjusts the pack over her shoulders and gives a look around the park, distantly listening still.

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): Maya>>By the sound of it, you and everyone else. Have you considered taking up a collection?

Juliana Sarolta: She looks to Annika with clear, violet eyes, but not speaking.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She takes a look around, blinking a few times~ Hey guys I'm going to scoot on home. How about we set up this party for Sunday? Sound good to you? That way we can get it rolling at any time, that isn't three in the morning. ~Laughs~ And I'll be able to prepare some munchy platters or something.

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): *Nods to Maya.* Sounds like an excellent deal. Good night.

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She meets Juliana's gaze with neither fear nor hesitation, watching her a moment. When it's passed, she looks around, then back to Maya. "I believe I should depart as well. Good to see you, Miss Grimhild."

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: How about you, Annika? Stop by for some food, fun, hanging out? It'll get you out of the dorm for a few hours.

Juliana Sarolta: She looks around at the others then. "And my time has come and gone. I must reset the pattern of my life and say goodnight."

Juliana Sarolta: ((Thanks for the scene! *G* But it's getting late and I have much planned for tomorrow.))

Daniel Stockton (Playtesting): "Dorm?" Daniel asks Maya. "Where do you go to school?"

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): *Smiles.* An interesting turn of phrase. Goodnight to you as well.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: Sunday, Juliana, my place! ~Calls after the woman with a smile~

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: "I regret that I have duties, and cannot afford to use time to attend purely social events." She shrugs to Maya, giving her an odd sort of look, before looking around to the others. "And to the rest of you...good night." She nods to each of them, though she gives Daniel a wary look once more. Narrowed eyes, memorizing his features, and then she turns on a heal, making her way out of the park.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She laughs over to Daniel, shaking her head~ I don't.

Daniel Stockton (Playtesting): "Oh," Daniel responds to Maya's comment, and then watches Annika walk away, with a look of marked curiosity on his face.

Juliana Sarolta: "Certainly." She brings out a piece of paper, which had once been a supermarket receipt (baking soda and deodorant is all), and a pen, scribbling down her number and giving it to Maya before putting the pen away. Without another word, she turns and walks away, her steps measured and precise, just as before.

Mordecai Goldshtein (PB 2): *Nods to Annika's back.* Good night to yourself, Annika, and our thanks for your forbearance.

Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She nods to Annika~ Alright then. Give me a call next week and we'll do lunch or something. Be safe dear. ~Then she turns and looks to the two men, nodding once to each~ And you two.. be safe. Mordie love, we'll see who can hold it down the best on Sunday. ~A wink to him, then she turns, and starts moving off~